ran this afternoon on the treadmill. nothing exciting happened to ME while I was there, but the dude next to and slightly ahead of me to my left? yea. I think he'll have a bruise in the morning....
you see, he was cruising along at around 5.4 miles per hour. headphones on, still in his work clothes (pants and golf-type shirt), minding his own business. he stands about 6'2", weighs in probably around 220lbs.
one of his buddies was walking by the window (floor to ceiling), and decided to knock and mock him.
not only did dreadmill guy wave back, but in the process, he somehow slapped the emergency stop button. ever wonder what would happen if suddenly your gym lost power and all of the treadmills suddenly stopped? i saw it happen tonight.
and it wasn't pretty.
imagine running along, not a care in the world, when suddenly a WALL appears from nowhere and you have no choice but to smack into it. yea, it was like that. he ran straight into the panel of the treadmill going 5.4 mph. BAM!! i tried REALLY, REALLY hard not to laugh, mostly for fear that i would go sailing out the back of my rubber band of doom and get pinned between the sander belt and the wall. but of course, i didn't laugh. out loud.
he was fine, yada yada, and kept running. kudos.
i didn't laugh then, but i thought for sure that i was gonna pee when i was telling the story to Z on our way to bball practice. holy. flippin. COW that was funny stuff. i really hope that it never happens to me (again). What? yes, i went sailing off the back of a 'mill a buncha years ago. big fat hairy deal. but this guy? YOWZA that was a RIOT!
and so ends Janathon day 5. 4 miler of hills on the mill. max incline 7%. good times.